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D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

@Hekazu

I'll post when I get home today.

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Dulga Tarata

Dulga went back into the armory with her guns slung over her shoulder inside a canvas gun bag. She liked the rubber bullets, they didn't have too much of a difference in performance compared to the bullets she was used to, but she didn't really find much use from the flares. If she didn't know any better she thought that the flares in her shotgun didn't have any kick at all. She knew that she wasn't able to eliminate any of the targets when she shot them with the flares anyways. So she went back to the armory to find a different type of ammo for her shogun. She knew that shotguns had beanbag ammo for non-lethal purposes, though she also heard that they had extremely poor range beyond twenty meters. While most people think that shotguns needed to be used at only point-blank, Dulga preferred to keep her distance at around fifty meters. And if her bullet couldn't travel that far she didn't want it.

Once more it looked like Dulga was going to need to get rubber bullets again. "This is fine. Simple and practical, just how I like it." There was something else that rubber bullets would be better at than metal ones anyways. It was a technique that her mother was infamous for when she was still a bounty hunter, and one that Dulga wanted to master. If Dulga didn't know any better she'd say that this technique was actually her mother's quirk, but Dulga was able to do a limited version of the same attack. Ordering some rubber bullets for her shotgun Dulga went back to the gun range to practice. Unlike before Dulga set the target to just be a single hanging target without any obstructions. Once Dulga's shotgun was loaded and ready she took aim. This time however instead of aiming directly at the target she ended up shooting the ground. The first thing she shot the ground and nothing really happened. The second time she fired the bullet ricocheted and hit the target. And then Dulga did that again. And again. And again until she ran out of ammo and had another target brought out.

Once Dulga got a hang of her new bullets she brought out both guns and made more obstacles blocking her target. Each time Dulga didn't bother aiming directly at the target no matter how easy or difficult it would've been, she always made her shots bounce off the surface of the wall or floor to hit her target. Unlike before Dulga also missed a lot. "Tch... Pathetic." After going through twenty targets, Dulga had fired forty rounds from her sniper rifle and thirty from her shotgun. Out of the seventy total, only thirty-three actually managed to bounce off and hit the target. "Pathetic." Dulga put her guns back into the hard plastic case and walked out of the shooting range. "Just pathetic."

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Dulga Tarata

Turned out Dulga was right about the electroshock grenade. She didn't seem to care much, but when Arsenal showed everyone what an EMP grenade was it did prove her theory that the rest test wasn't trying to figure out what the bomb was, but assessing it's threat. More students arrived as well, Reina and someone else Dulga didn't know. It didn't really interest her very much but something seemed off about the new guy. Dulga wasn't sure what it was but she put that thought aside as Arsenal explained things from the syllabus. Shortly after he lead everyone out of the class and to the gymnasium. Dulga thought they were just going to see some demonstrations. But once she got to the gymnasium, her eyes widen and she was even grinning underneath her mask. "That's... A lot of guns." The armory was chalk full of firearms and gadgets of all types. She had thought the use of weapons wasn't something heroes would do, but she was obviously wrong. This place was packed to the brim with more weapons than Dulga could identify.

Dulga had to calm herself down and remember that she isn't here to peruse weapons. She's here to train and hone her abilities as a hero. First, she needed to get ammo for herself. She was worried that there wouldn't be any safe way for Dulga to use her rifle due to it's live ammunition, but it wasn't long before she found a list of ammo she could use for her gun. Narrowing down the list to a specific caliber, she was surprised to see how many gadget type of bullets were available. There was rubber head bullets, trackers, pitted, EMP, and many more. Dulga didn't even know such things could be made. Dulga decided to request some rubber bullets and some called "Flare" bullets. Apparently when shot they release a very bright light meant to track fleeing villains. She supposed it was more simplistic than a tracker bullet which needed a specific device to trace the signal.

Heading over to the firing range Dulga was slightly disappointed at how bare everything looked. Maybe it was just because she was more used to shooting while sitting in a tree, or laying flat in the dirt, but Dulga had hoped for a more varied shooting range. However there was a console nearby where Dulga could set up conditions for her targets. She chose "Heavy Cover", "Urban", and for the amount of targets she chose "High". She also selected an option to have civilian targets, just to keep Dulga's trigger finger in check. It'll be too easy if she just shoots everything that popped out at her. Once the settings were made Dulga finally opened up her box. She scanned both her thumb prints, which opened up a twelve digit combination lock. Dulga had to take a moment to remember what it was because it was the combination of both her parent's birthdays, but in a complex order. Once she figured that out all that was left was a key. But it was no normal key; it was a strange, small blade her father made specifically to unlock the case. After all, this weapon case was made by Dulga's father, for her mother.

After the box opening ritual Dulga finally took out what she had kept hidden; a Dragunov SVD with a 1p59 scope to allow some level of vision in low-light or dark conditions, synthetic parts for tighter weight without the cost of durability, and a flash suppressor to reduce the glare so Dulga doesn't get dizzy if she keeps shooting her gun. With the secondary benefit of making it harder for more perspective enemies from actually seeing where her shots came from. But that was not all. There was another gun that Dulga was given on her 16th's birthday, just a few months before her mother's death. Dulga had this gun when she and her mother went out hunting, and had been trying to get a hang of it. She made a mental note to talk to Arsenal to recommend her type of rifle: The MTS-255, a revolver shotgun. Unlike her mother's guns, Dulga's rifle had only the standard parts and minimal personalization. Despite having it for half a year now, it still felt brand new. But now Dulga was going to use it for the first time since that fateful day.

Loading up her guns with the new ammo, the Dragunov with the rubber bullets and the MTS with the flare, Dulga took position as the countdown started. Thanks to her arms Dulga was able to use both rifles at once, and she's quite skilled in using them in such a fashion. She'd mainly rely on her Dragunov to pick off long-range targets but she'd have her peripherals open to shoot down any target from medium to short range. Her remaining pair of hands had reloading duty. Finally Dulga slipped on her headphones. They'd help suppress the noise of her guns, as well as sync to her phone so she could listen to some music while she does some target practice. When the countdown reached zero obstacles sprung up from the ground and ceiling, emulating a urban environment. Solid barriers meant to be walls, thinner but metal barriers representing cars, various poles and fences, and whatever else would be in a dense urban setting. The targets that came up were cut outs of people, some that looked like regular pedestrians and others that looked like villains. Whenever Dulga shot one the target would light up a certain color; yellow meant injured, green was incapacitated, red was dead.

After the obstacles came up the target zone was filled with civilian targets so Dulga had to hold her fire, looking for the villains hidden among the crowd. She saw one who's picture depicted a sword, so he was an enemy. Dulga shot him with a rubber bullet from the Dragunov, but on instict she aimed for his head. The bullet went into his eye and "killed" him. Two more enemies showed up, large ones that couldn't hdie behind cover. She shot each of them once in the chest with the rubber bullets but that only managed to injury them. She had to shoot them a few more times, this time aiming closer to the neck, before they flashed green and was put away. Another villain showed up but this time he was purposely hiding most of his body behind one of the civilian targets, making it hard for Dulga to get a shot on him that wasn't going to be a headshot. She had to wait carefully before firing two bullets into the target's shoulder which made him glow green. Many targets like this popped up and were either gunned down or escaped Dulga before she could get to them. But in the end Dulga managed to get 67 out of the 75 villain targets, and no civilian casualties.

"I could do better. I will do better."

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Dulga Tarata

Dulga opened her eyes as class finally started. Their teacher was a hero that Dulga actually recognizes: Arsenal the Gun Fighter. He actually had a few other names aside from that, but that's the one that Dulga knew him by. It was simple and to the point; he was a hero who fought with guns. And other gadgets too of course. She didn't expect him to be teaching at a school however. He didn't seem the type to tolerate curious or stupid kids. Still, Dulga was glad someone like him was teaching this class. It made her feel less self-conscious about bringing her own gun when, after the syllabus was handed out, she noted that Arsenal laid out his own handcannon too. She saw a gun like his in a magazine once; .500 caliber revolvers. Rather ostentatious for Dulga's taste, as such heavy guns would blow a man's arm off. However she also knew that it wasn't just big bullets that could be fitted; chances are Arsenal had all sorts of special ammunition to subdue and incapacitate his enemies without killing them. It would certainly explain why he needed big bullets and used a revolver, instead of something more practical like a rifle.

Arsenal asked everyone what he was holding in his hand. It was obvious a grenade. Others started explaining more about what it was, specifically an EMP, but Dulga didn't think that's what was the point. While it could be an EMP, and it would be useful if it was, the fact that it wasn't immediately obvious what it was made it more dangerous. For all they knew it could actually be some sort of electroshock grenade, or even a some sort of magnetizing bomb. And when someone throws it at your feet you don't have much time to try to guess what it is before it goes off. What Arsenal was holding wasn't just a bomb, it was a trap. Of course that was just the metaphorical answer, it probably was an electroshock grenade. Dulga wondered if she would need something like that and started taking notes.

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Dulga Tarata

Dulga sat in class and closed her eyes. Her nap was interrupted during lunch, and she lost her chance to continue after helping Kaida, but hopefully she could get a few winks while waiting for the Hero Gadget Class to start. She closed her eyes for maybe two or three minutes before someone called out to her. It was a boy she's never seen who introduced himself as Ayato. Before Dulga could even look at him he wanted to know what was in her case. "It was good while it lasted." Dulga sighed and looked at the boy from underneath her hood. She tugged her cloak closer to her body to hide her arms, though they were already seen. "I brought this for myself." Dulga said plainly. She wasn't keen on sharing her mother's weapons, and she knew if she told anyone what was inside they'd either freak out or demand to see it. While Dulga knew she couldn't keep it a secret for long, she wasn't going to let just anyone see it.

Shortly after more students came. A girl with long hair and a cane walked in, and Dulga immediately knew she was blind. Her quirk her skills must be very impressive if she could make it through the exam despite her disability. She introduced herself as Yozakura Yukari. Though to no surprise the girl might've been lost and wanted to know if this was the Hero Gadget Class. "It is." Shortly after Yukari arrived Mamoru entered the room. Dulga heard her before she saw her. The energetic girl gave Dulga a brief notice while she immediately went to talk to the other two. Suited Dulga just fine. She wasn't that much of a talker. And lastly Acion entered the room and this was when Dulga went back to sleep. She wasn't sure if she had bad luck or if that guy was following Dulga. She just hoped that this was a chance encounter and not something more sinister.

As everyone was chatting away Dulga crossed her legs and held onto her suitcase tightly with two hands. She wasn't going to let anyone mess with her mother's gun or there would be hell to pay. She could deal with stupid people, but anyone who tried to steal her few mementos from her mother would find a big hole where their face was. In the meantime Dulga hoped that class would start soon. Once she gets her baby in her hands she'd feel so much better.

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D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

The enemy began to scatter like leaves in the wind. The kobolds were too small and too far for for Kyra to reliably shoot, but the others humans weren't as difficult. From her hidden cover in the woods Kyra aimed at the lower back of one of the fleeing cultists. She could feel the strength of her father's longbow went into the arrow which shocked Kyra just a bit. She was so used to her own now that she forgot how much strength her father's bow gives. But sure enough it would strike the cultist, the arrow veering down to slice his leg.

Kyra ran out into the opening and drew another arrow. She saw no more enemies who may have been laying in wait, but if she left too many survivors they may come back with reinforcements. Kyra wanted to make sure these cultist never hurt anyone again. "Orchid, keep that one pinned. If we don't take anyone else, he has a lot to awnser for."

Rolls

Longbow Attack = 6/17

Longbow Damage = 6

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

I'm going to have Kyra try and shoot one of the humans in the leg to disable him. I'm working on a post right now.

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Dulga Tarata

Dulga's eyes widen when Luelle mentioned she fought off a villain already. First day of school and she already defeated a bad guy? Even if she did have Kaida's help, the two certainly had a better start to their careers than some of the other students. It made Dulga wonder what sort of powers these two had to be able to do that. Or perhaps the villain they fought was weak, who knows. Wasn't long until Kaida came out in a new uniform and thanked Dulga for the cloak. As usual, the girl said nothing and merely nodded her head. Lunch was almost over so Kaida ran off. Dulga herself tried to remember what her next class was when Mamoru suddenly arrived and started talking. This annoyed Dulga, but she didn't say anything about it. At least Mamoru had it in her mind to head to her next class, however Dulga was fairly certain they didn't have the same class together.

"The next class is electives. Everyone got to choose their own. So unless you chose target practice, I don't think we have the same class together."

Dramatically fluttering her cloak Dulga turned around to leave. She needed to get her guns and ammo for her next class. Before she left she did at least say goodbye. It was proper manners. "It was nice meeting you, Luelle and Mamoru. I'm sure I'll see you two again soon." Dulga went to her dorm to pick up her equipment. Guns were hard to get in Japan, mostly thanks to everyone having a quirk. Your average thug with a gun wouldn't last long against a professional hero, and anyone with a useful quirk wouldn't need a gun in the first place. However Dulga was different than most when it came to firearms. While she knew that her quirk's great strength and flexibility would make her a monster in melee, she used guns because her mother did. It was how she taught Dulga how to fend for herself; by keeping her distance and only taking a shot when she was certain it would strike. There was a certain strength in guns that you couldn't get with a quirk. It was a great equalizer; even if you could breath fire, fly through the skies, and tear apart buildings with your bare hands, a bullet in the lungs could still kill you.

Dulga went to her next class carrying her school bag and a large, black hard-plastic case. It was sealed with a rather complicated looking like that not only used a coded tumbler, but also a key and even fingerprint scanner. It was her mother's gun case, and she was very protective of her equipment. This extended to Dulga too. She couldn't even open this case until recently, due to her father's approval and permission with Komei. In a way, Dulga was happy. Holding her mother's guns made Dulga feel warm and safe. Like being hugged by her mom. It nearly brought a tear to Dulga's eyes, but she kept her feelings in check as she walked into class. So far it looked like she was the only one there. No teachers either, though the chalkboard made it clear that Dulga was in the right place: Hero Gadgets.

@Luna@Lucius Cypher

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

I'm sorry for the delay, I've been watching but recent events had made it difficult for me to post. I promise to get something ASAP. As for Kyra, she will be hidden at B4.

D&D 5e - Hoard of the Dragon Queen

Kyra had no arguments against ambushing these cultists. While her fury had simmered to a more reasonable anger, she still had no sympathy for these people and wouldn't hesitate to fight against them. Kyra followed everyone to the campfire until they were close enough to watch the campfire below. There they could spot about twelve people total, four humanoids and eight kobolds. Kyra imagined that there may be more kobolds nearby, perhaps even an attack drake like before. She did find it rather suspicious that these people were here. And army as big as the one that came to Greenest would be impossible to hide if they were nearby (Or so Kyra hopes), so surely these are stragglers. Or, perhaps, they were scouts. Either way they needed to be dealt with. If possible, they may keep one alive for questioning. But Kyra would not shed a tear if they all died.

The plan was simple: Ambush them while they ate. Orchid, Brannor, and Torus would get in close to disrupt their formation while Kyra and Parum stayed back and picked off any enemy from afar. Kyra took out her father's longbow; simple yet opulent. Carved from local wood, but treated and decorated well enough that it could fetch a decent price. Even if it was just a regular bow, to Kyra it meant more than that. It was a reminder of home and the people she fought for. But sentimentality would have to be put aside for now. It was time to work. Drawing an arrow Kyra crept closer and tried to get a better look at her foes.

While most of the enemies she fought at Greenest were brigands with swords, after seeing the strength of Cyanwrath and knowing that this was a cult, she was looking for anyone who may possibly be a spell caster. She looked for holy symbols, wands, spell component pouches, anything she thought that might indicate someone is a mage. If they were elven or half-elven, she'd prioritize them as well. And of course she checked what their weapons would be. While she was certain that the kobolds would be armed with daggers and slings, the four humanoids may be better equipped. Even if it's just shortbows and scimitars, they'd be a threat to Kyra and Parum. Of course Kyra wouldn't ignore the Kobolds either. Many good men died because they underestimated kobolds for their cowardly nature and small size. But they still outnumbered the group greatly, and those numbers will do a lot of damage if left unchecked. Notching an arrow onto her bowstring, Kyra took aim and waited for the others to attack, or to give her some signal to attack.

Rolls

Perception to find spellcasters and check weapons = 25
Initiative if battle starts = 12

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